MTL - The Only Favourite Ugly Husband-~ 3. Go back to Jiang’s home.

Zhao Jinge came out from the broken house of the Jiang family and went to his home.

Zhao’s several acres of paddy fields have all been sold, but there is still more than one acre of dry land. On weekdays, some sweet potatoes can be planted, and their house is next to the land.

Zhao Jinge stepped on the door and smelled the smell of food. At the same time, his mother Zhao Liu also greeted him: "Golden brother, are you back?"

"Well, there is no work today, so I will come back first." Zhao Jin said, he did the work almost, and he said to the employer, he came back in advance, and planned to turn over his own land in the afternoon to plant things.

"Golden brother, I have worked hard." Zhao Liu looked at his younger son's tough face and deep scars of his eyebrows. It was a bit sad. If it wasn't for Jinhu, what could Jin Ge use so much?

He is a pair of children, he is going to raise a family like a man...

When Zhao Jinge saw the appearance of his mother, he knew that she thought more. He didn’t want to appease people. He only said: "Mother, do you have food?"

"There is a mother who made sweet potato porridge." Zhao Liu's way, opened the lid.

The pot is yellow orange and orange sweet potato porridge. The porridge is made with sweet potato and a little rice granule. As for the steaming rack, steamed a large bowl of pickles.

They eat two meals a day on weekdays, and basically eat the same.

Zhao Liu’s wants to give Zhao Jinge a bowl, but Zhao Jinge took a big porcelain bowl with a gap and took a bowl of porridge: “Mother, let me go out.”

"What's wrong?" Zhao Liu asked inexplicably.

"Jiang Laoda wants something to eat with me." Zhao Jin Gedao, walking toward the door.

Jiang Laoda’s three sticks can’t beat a fart. If you don’t see a word for several years, would you still have to eat it? Zhao Liu’s face was astonished and said: “Is this Jiang family not doing a happy event? He will have nothing to eat?” The Jiang family yesterday invited a neighbor to help prepare for a meal. People who have gone to say that they have eaten very well. How can this Jiang boss still have to eat with people?

"He was lying there and estimated that he hadn't eaten for a few days." Zhao Jinge pointed to the broken Maowu Road, which was about half a mile from Zhao's house. He said, while striding over there.

Zhao Liu’s words were shocked when he heard his son’s words. The broken huts had long been unable to live. The Jiang boss who had just fallen into the water in the past few days actually lived inside. And these days, she did not hear a clear movement, and did not see the Jiang family.

This Chiang family is too harsh on Jiang boss!

Zhao Liu couldn't help but feel awkward, and at this time, Zhao Jinge had already put the bowl into the thatched cottage.

Jiang Zhen was very weak at the moment. He was completely supportive. When he saw Zhao Jinge coming back, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He was finally saved.

Zhao Jinge did not know the thoughts of Jiang Zhen. When he got into the house and helped Jiang Zhen, he put the porridge bowl together.

The sweet taste of sweet potato makes Jiang Zhen want to eat the porridge bit by bit, but considering his own physical condition, he endured it forbearance. In the end, he still ate a small bite and slowly.

The porridge is not hot, but it is still hot. A large bowl of porridge is under the belly. Jiang Zhen has the feeling that he has lived again.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhen thanked Zhao Jinge, the bowl of sweet potato porridge is soup and water, but it made his throat better.

"No." Zhao Jinge looked at Jiang Zhen and sipped the porridge. He immediately let go of Jiang Zhen and let Jiang Zhen lie in the thatched pile and asked: "Would you like me to help you to go to the Jiang family?"

When he heard the word "Jiang Jia", Jiang Zhen felt a boring chest. This sentiment does not belong to him. It is Jiang’s reluctance to think about it.

"They won't take care of me." Jiang Zhendao, looking at Zhao Jinge: "Jiang family... What are you doing now?"

"Today is the day when your third brother is married." Zhao Jin Gedao, looked at Jiang Zhen inexplicably. When Jiang’s boss mentioned Jiang’s family, he was too alienated...

"I know, thank you." Jiang Zhen thanked him again.

Zhao Jinge heard Jiang Zhendao thanked him twice, but he was embarrassed. He asked: "Are you full? Would you like me to get a bowl for you?"

"No, I will go home when I take a break." Jiang Zhendao, he can't eat too much now.

"Yeah." Zhao Jinge said: "Then I will go first."

Zhao Jinge quickly left, and Jiang Zhen closed his eyes.

Xu was a fever, his eyes were sour and sour, and even blinking became a burden. After closing his eyes, he finally got a little better.

Jiang Zhen was weak, but he was unable to sleep because of his bizarre experience. He was falling asleep and suddenly felt the door opened again.

He listened to the footsteps twice, already a little familiar, not who is Zhao Jinge?

After entering the house, Xu saw that he was sleeping with his eyes closed. Zhao Jinge’s footsteps were almost inaudible. He came to Jiang Zhen and put some straw on Jiang Zhen’s body. Jiang Zhen was also surrounded by him. Put a few bundles of straw.

In the country, the winter is often heated by straw, and the bed is covered with thick straw, which is used as a scorpion. Zhao Jinge should be afraid that he is too cold to do so.

When Zhao Jinge put down the straw, he left again. At this time, Jiang Zhen could not help but find out the memory of Zhao Jinge in his mind.

The original Jiang Zhen evil, in fact, had a heart for Zhao Jinge, he knew that his parents would not give him a wife, he wanted to go to the Jiang family to do it, and married Zhao Jinge.

He lived very hard in the days of Jiang's family. Therefore, Zhao's family was not good. He didn't care at all. Zhao Jinge was ugly and he didn't care. It was just that although he had this thought, he could not speak or dare to speak. So until he died, no one else knew him except himself.

This Jiang boss, the days are a bit suffocating... Jiang Zhenyue is a memory, the more annoyed, the more he is replaced by him, the people of the Jiang family, they will live directly to the Zhao family, and rely on Zhao Jinge!

Of course, it’s a bit shameless... Jiang Zhenyan grinds, he still needs to raise his body as soon as possible, and then think about other things, and want to think about the body, food is vital...

Jiang Zhen thought about what he was going to do next, smelling the smell of the fragrant straw that was sunburned, and finally fell asleep.

When Jiang Zhen woke up again, it was already dark.

He had been dying before, but after drinking a bowl of porridge, he had already slowed down, but his hands and feet were still soft... This body is still good, but it used to be too bitter, and it was short.

Jiang Zhen took a deep breath and stood up and walked out of the thatched cottage.

If it is still cold today, he does not want to spend the night in this thatched cottage.

Following the memory, Jiang Zhen went all the way to the Jiang family.

It is very late now, but the Jiang family have not yet slept. The most busy of Jiang’s three generations is the Jiang family. They waited until the marriage was over, and they sorted out the family again before they were free to sit and eat together.

The various dishes of the banquet before, Jiang Laotai divided some people who came to help, and they kept a lot of their own. This is what they eat at home.

"Little girl, don't you love chicken wings? Give it to you." Jiang Laotai used a chopstick to clip a chicken wing to Jiang Xiaomei, and put two chicken legs into the empty bowl next to it: "Yuan Wen loves chicken legs, these two I specially left it in the house and didn't go to the table. I waited for a meta-text to wake him up."

The Yuan Wen in the mouth of Jiang Laotai is the son of Jiang Lao Er, the only grandson of the Jiang family. He is two years old this year. From the time he was born, he is the darling of Jiang Laotai. He is now asleep.

Jiang Chengwen, the second son of Jiang’s family, put a piece of pork in his mouth with chopsticks. He suddenly remembered something: "Boss?" Today, the oldest is a pro, his busy feet are not touched, but Jiang Laoda has no one in the face...

When Jiang Chengwen was a child, he also read books for two years, but he did not like to study. He did not want to go for two years. After he didn't study, he had to go to the field to farm, but Jiang was so capable that he was now twenty years old, but he couldn't do anything, and the number of hands went down.

Today, Jiang Laosan became a pro, and he just helped lift the end of the table. He couldn’t stand it anymore. He also complained to Jiang’s boss. If Jiang Laoda is there, how can these jobs be used by him?

"The debt collector does not know where to die. If you have the ability, don't come back!" Jiang Laotai said, a face with a squint on his eyes looked extremely mean.

When Jiang Zhen entered the house, he just heard such a sentence, and his heart rose again.

This is still not his emotions, he is not angry because of such a sentence.

"Big brother?" Jiang Xiaomei first saw Jiang boss.

Jiang’s family is so many people. Jiang’s favorite is Jiang Xiaomei. Although Jiang Xiaomei loves to be lazy and squeaky, she is the only person in Jiang’s family who will look at Jiang’s boss. For example, at home during the holiday season, she made some dumplings. Such as eating, Jiang Laotai does not let Jiang boss eat, other people will not think of to give Jiang boss to eat, Jiang Xiaomei will take one to give Jiang boss.

Only Jiang Xiaomei will call Jiang Laoda a big brother. Jiang Lao Er Jiang Laosan has always called Jiang Laoda the "Boss".

Jiang Zhen glanced at Jiang Xiaomei, who was licking the chicken wings, and his eyes fell on the other people in the Jiang family, and they all remembered their appearance.

"Small beast, you are dying! The family is so busy that no one is exposed!" Jiang Laotai saw the eldest son coming in quietly, and immediately cursed with anger.

Jiang Zhen looked at her coldly: "I have a fever. I have been lying in the thatched cottage in the west for three days and I have been hungry for three days. No one has given me a meal."

Jiang boss had bowed his head all day, but Jiang Zhen looked up and showed his appearance completely. People could clearly see his thin face and his chilly eyes.

Mrs. Jiang’s gaze on the eldest son, I don’t know why it’s a cold heart. However, she did not care about this feeling, but continued to pick it up: "Bunny rabbit, you dare to talk back to me, you are so big, do you want to eat?"

Jiang Laotou’s appearance at Jiang’s appearance was still uncomfortable, but after listening to the old man’s snoring, he frowned again. This son is yin and yang all day, now this is accusing them? Even if you are hungry, don’t you know what to say? Is it so big for a parent to give him a meal?

Mrs. Jiang continued to squat. If she was still eating, she would have to find a stick to get it, but Jiang Laoer and Jiang Xiaomei were surprised to see Jiang Zhen – did this person actually speak? Also said so long?